Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 277

My heart skipped a beat. She was definitely hiding something. I pushed her further, "What is it?"

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with helplessness, almost as if she was struggling to find the

words.

I pressed her harder, "Spit it out."

Finally, she seemed to make up her mind and said, "It's the DNA report from Zora, the one I

intercepted."

I stood there, a little confused. The report from Zora that she intercepted?

"You mean the one that proved they weren't father and son?" I asked her, needing confirmation.

"Yes, that's the one. It was in my bag, and I hadn't had a chance to deal with it yet." Clara admitted,

clearly frustrated.

I tried to piece together what she was saying and asked, "When did you lose the report?"

Clara shook her head, "I'm not sure, but I noticed it was gone when I realized Evan was missing."

"Did you come into contact with any strangers during that time?" I asked.

She shook her head again, "No, I was either at home or at work. During the cocktail party, my bag was

locked in the office locker room. It shouldn't have gone missing."

I studied her, and she didn't seem to be lying.

I took a moment to think, then grabbed my purse and told Hannah, "Let's go!"

Clara looked alarmed, "Where are you going, Ms. Aaliyah?"

I ignored her question, thinking to myself, "That's none of your business."

Once we left the cafe, Hannah asked, "Where are we headed, Ms. Aaliyah?"

I stood at the entrance, watching the bustling traffic, thinking to myself, "I need to see Zora."

My intuition was telling me that this had something to do with Zora.

I told Hannah, "We're going to see Zora."

"Are you sure you're feeling up to it? Maybe we should..." Hannah asked, clearly concerned.

Before she could finish her sentence, my phone rang. It was a call from Ronan.

I glanced at Hannah, her expression was calm, not like she'd reported anything to Ronan. So, I was

being tracked again, and quite efficiently at that.

I answered the call and Ronan's worried voice came through, "Where are you? Why aren't you at the

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"Aren't you asking for confirmation?" I countered.

He chuckled, "Do you forget you're ill?"

I quickly told him about Clara's visit and relayed the entire conversation to Ronan.

After listening to me, he advised, "Let the police handle this, and you need to rest."

I agreed reluctantly, "I'll be back soon."

But as soon as I ended the call, I told Hannah, "We're still going to see Zora."

Hannah seemed surprised, "But Mr. Richardson asked you to rest."

I brushed it off, "I'll rest after dealing with this. Can't have this trip be for nothing."

Hannah sighed and followed me.

"I have a strong feeling that this has something to do with Zora. Regardless of what the police find, I

need to see Zora."

I got into the car and continued, "The police will handle their business, and I'll handle mine. Zora has

been getting too comfortable lately, living in my house, causing me trouble. It's high time I visited her."

Hearing this, Hannah didn't argue. She stepped on the gas and we headed straight for Zora's place.

I had no idea when Jaylan acquired this property, and it must've been after I fell ill. But thanks to Clara,

I knew the address and the fact that Jaylan was indeed the owner.

I have to admit Jaylan was quite the miser. This alone proved that he had never been sincere to

anyone, not even Marissa who died. They all thought they were winners, but in the end, it was all for

naught.

Not only did they lose their wealth, but they would lose their lives.

And it seemed that Zora, still blinded by her ambition, was walking further and further down the path of

self-destruction.